Each of Kevin's original songs has a unique story behind it. Read on to learn a bit more about some of our favorites.
The Bayhouse
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By Kevin Campion
Not long ago, I went to the place
Where the little white house once stood
All the great times we had just flooded my head
I would turn back the clock if I could
I heard the laughter of friends, all their faces so young
I caught the scent of some freshly baked clams
I heard the call, “One and all, there’s a boat high aground,
And to free her requires all hands”
I saw the great fields of grass where we often took walks
And where our children once played in the sand
I felt the warmth of the stove, the smell of its smoke
I heard the winging of gulls as they land
I saw the thick fog at night, we lit a fire so bright
And the floodtide had covered the shore
The lost boats drifting up like moths to a light
We heard the bell from the buoy offshore
(Guitar Solo)
(Chorus):
On a cold day in December back in 92
A nor’easter began its great roar
The wind had its way as it tore up the Bay
And the merciless waves smashed the shore
On the mainland we watched from so far away
Helpless to do much more
That precious white house at the end of the creek
By midnight it was no more
As I sat with my thoughts and the sun in my face
And a feeling of such peace and calm
Though the house on the bay no longer exists
These memories will always live on
So here’s a toast to my wife and my friends of the bay
And two good men that this place brings to mind
Let’s hoist our tankards in thanks to both Pop and Muldoon
For the greatest gift of all time
(Guitar Solo to end)
Downhill Man
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By Kevin Campion
(Guitar Intro)
They call him the Doc, we won’t go there
He aint all too big and he aint got much hair
But he’s a cool old dude, he’s a kind old soul
That old Doc Smith, he’s a pisser
His old lady left him and he don’t even miss her
He takes it all in stride, a type B personality
(Chorus 1):
He lives in his old hut
The windows always shut
It’s hotter than hell night and day
But, if you’re down on your luck
And you need a place to stay
The Doc will never turn you away
If he hears somebody talkin’, they try to do you wrong
The Doc will set ‘em straight, he don’t sing that kind of song
He’s a good old boy, he’s a straight shootin’ man
(Guitar Solo)
(Chorus 2):
If you go to take a walk
And you try to head up hill
“What kind of fool do you think I am?”
“I don’t huff and puff,
That’s for Jack and Jill,
And I’m the Downhill Man”
That old Doc Smith, he’s my friend
He lives far away now, but I see him when I can
He’s a cool old dude, but he’s a downhill man
(Guitar Solo-fade to end)
Richie Muldowney, FDNY
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By Kevin Campion
I remember those days so long ago
Drinking and laughing with you
Then we hit the bars ‘till late at night
As young people often do
No worries mate, we both had jobs
That any fools could do
We gave it hell, we tore up the world
It was all we really knew
As time went by, our lives had changed
My family began to grow
And you left your string of nowhere jobs
To play your rightful roll
You unleashed your boundless energy
Saving lives became your goal
This was always in the cards for you
It was deep within your soul
When the evil ones had come that day
It all seemed so insane
Your friends were left to ponder
Your family to bear the pain
But something rose out from the dust that day
It wasn’t all in vain
You gave us hope and pride to see us through
And it helps to ease our pain
And now when I look back
To those days so long ago
I had no idea just who you were
One never really knows
You’ve taught us all, my friend, what courage is
Now we all look up to you
And though your family feels the awesome pain
So proud they are of you
On that fateful day I saw on TV
The buildings came crashing down
You were stationed nearby when the evil struck
I feared you’d hurried toward the sound
As so often happens when fate plays it’s game
We don’t get to say what’s true
And with the fear to bear our souls so great
Is it too late to say, “I love you”?
Do the notes break down the barriers
Of distance and of time?
If I strum the strings just so
Does my soul cross over the line?
Is there something I can play
So you can hear me say goodbye?
And to tell you that I love you
My old friend, I’m gonna’ try
My Best Friend
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By Kevin Campion
On a clear June day such a long time ago
I found her warm and true
We set the game aside, to be ourselves was enough
A feeling so refreshing and so new
As I look back upon my life, all the great times I’ve had
And yet the bad times have taken their toll
I thank God I met my mate, my lover, my best friend
This person who completes my soul
I’ve witnessed her strength through such tough times
Her humor and laughter shining through
She’s so much to so many, she’s always been straight
Well she’s cool, she’s cool, she’s cool, she’s so cool!
As I think back so long ago to that gorgeous day in June
The air so warm and so still
I loved her then, I love her now
And I know that I always will
